Milfs | 60

Pat, a retired firefighter, hoisted a case of rosé onto the table. "Tonight's agenda," she announced. "First: book club. Fifty Shades was garbage, we all agree. Second: who's dating that new pilates instructor?"

As the sun set over the strip mall parking lot, Simone tapped her spoon against her mug. "Sixty MILFs," she toasted. "To not giving a damn." 60 milfs

These were women who had packed lunches for a collective total of 178 children, driven approximately 1.2 million carpool miles, and attended more parent-teacher conferences than any human should survive. They had earned their tired eyes and their late-night confidence. They had earned the right to be desired and to be exhausted by that desire. Pat, a retired firefighter, hoisted a case of